I was in the midst of a conversation with my bonsais when I felt a soft tap on my shoulder. I did not mind the tapping, maybe it was a hanging branch of our duhat tree or something that grazed my shoulder, so lazily, I looked behind but I found no one or no one and nothing there. I dismissed the incident as nothing, maybe a muscular tic or a sensory malfunction or something.
That night, as I was in my sleep, I heard a soft saucy, but not sexy, voice telling me "you are touched by the pasta strand of the Flying Spaghetti Monster." I woke up sweaty and thought about it. Then I remember that I cooked a kilo of spaghetti that morning; the pasta and the sauce was a remnant of the school Christmas give away for the teachers. The dream could be an acid re-flux event. Maybe the pasta and the sauce was already expired and the chemical changes in the tomato sauce and artificial ingredients plus the indigestion of eating before sleeping could have released some form of hallucinogenic substance that caused this vivid dream event.
I am not a person who believes in the supernatural phenomenon like ghosts and the likes, but I do have this innate feeling of the "something higher than us"exist or exists, meaning the entity could be singular, plural or uni-plural-singularly-plural-unity. I am not inclined to use the indefinite pronoun "someone" because I don't believe this "something" is not someone like us, humanoid in physics and psychology.
Anthropomorphism is not the best way to grasp the concept of higher than us or deity, I think this is where the three Abrahamic religion failed because in using the analogy of man (the Abrahamic religion is by nature and genetics are patriarchal/masculine religions) in grasping and projecting the incomprehensible concept of the "higher-than-us/deity" they have unwittingly put the limitations of the physical/materiality of man as well as his mental instability. I have read the Bible from cover to the maps, and I know for a fact that the Abrahamic deity which Christianity adapted and reinvented, obviously suffers from the psychological frailties of man i.e envy, jealousy, vidbnictiveness, then in moments of sanity, grace love, forgiveness. Of course, it is illogical to conclude that the deity portrayed in the Bible really did behave the same way as portrayed in the Bible, the Book is but a portrait of the "higher-than-us" and to say that the object and the subject of the book are one and the same is fallacious. The book is a mere description from a very primitive, mythical perspective of its authors.
Anyway, talking about revelations:
This is where revelation through dreams come in. I am not inclined to use the word "holy', "divine", "blessed" that is polarizing, it is the same with the word "evil", when something is not good, it is simply bad and to use evil in place of the word "bad" puts something that is not in there like torture, death, excommunication. I mean when you call a witch a bad witch, the worst that could happen to that witch is a citation, or a fine from the community, but when a witch is called an evil witch, the lightest punishment would be instant death and the worst that could happen to that evil witch is to be tortured and then burned alive.
But the dream is not bad, in fact I could only describe it as surreal. It is strange. I mean a pasta talking to me. I am inspired by the experience of Moses when he encountered the burning bush, Moses must have experienced a sense of confusion, disbelief and surrealism which is understandable. So, a talking lump of pasta talking to me, I simply pout my self in Moses place and the feeling of serenity and sauciness covered me.
Then I heard the message:
"I need you to share this message. But this message is a special revelation to the Filipinos. The Flying Spaghetti Monster of the west is white. It is white pasta. In order not to promote discrimination, I am revealing to you the Filipino Incarnation of the Flying Spaghetti Monster. Behold:
"Molecules of my molecules, compounds of my compounds, he may have different texture, different color, but be assured we are one. He is me, and me is he. Baptize him with vinegar when he is of age. that task I leave. You will be prosecuted and persecuted, you will called names, but believe that we stand for what is good and we do not stand for what is not good.
And so, the tasks have been given. Ramen.
No comments:
Post a Comment